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Yeah, they opened last week. Well, that's a big thing for Dodge, isn't it? A new bank? Oh, I guess so. How do you know who's running the bank? A fellow named Holt. Drew Holt. Holt? I never heard of him. No, sir. He just came to town and opened him up the bank. And he... Oh, my goodness. Marshal Dillon? Yes, sir? Farce Lee Smith, sir. At your service. Oh, that's your name. I've seen you around, Mr. Smith. Not Mr. Smith, young fella. General Smith. Third Illinois Calvary. What? I thought the Third Illinois was demobilized a long time ago, sir. It was, sir. In the fall of 1965, we stood with General Grant before Richmond. Yeah, that was our last action. Well, what can I do for you, General? For me, nothing. For the good citizens of your town, plenty. I arrived on the Santa Fe last week, sir. And I've been waiting for your return. You sure wait loud, General. You see, he's kind of like a preacher when he gets started, Mr. Dillon. You ought to hear him. Well, I'm only doing my duty, but now that Marshal's back, he can take over. Take over what, General? Drew Holt is a thief, Marshal. What do you mean, the new banker? Well, that's what he talks about all the time, Mr. Dillon. He claims that when Holt gets enough money on deposit, he's gonna steal it. Well, how do you know this, General? Well, I haven't told anybody else, but I knew Holt in the war, Marshal. So? We caught him when he escaped. He was a Confederate spy. He was? Well, of course, there's nothing wrong with being a spy, but Holt also was a Union spy. That man is no good. He's got to be stopped. Are you sure of all this, General? Well, my word is an officer and a gentleman, sir. All right, I'll look into it. Don't take too long, Marshal. Drew Holt's just waiting for enough deposits to make it worthwhile. Well, he wouldn't get very far, General. A man who's spied for both armies and lived through it? You're underestimating the enemy, Marshal. 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Marshal Dillon, hold. This chest are proud of us. This is a pleasure. Have a chair, gentlemen. Thank you. I heard you were out of town, Marshal. I got back last night. Dodge has grown since you were away. Yes. Well, we're doing fine. I guess fine, except for one thing. That crazy old fool, General Smith. I don't know what he's got against me. I never even saw him before. You're going to have to lock him up, Marshal. I'm not going to have my bank and my name ruined by a madman. Where are you from, Holt? What? I said, where are you from? Back east. Pennsylvania. Why? You look familiar. I thought maybe we'd met somewhere a long time ago. It couldn't have been in the Army, could it? I wasn't in the Army, Marshal. No. Well, it doesn't matter. Holt, what do you want? I didn't know you were busy. Well, wait outside. I'll wait if y'all forget. If you want me, you come. You'll have to excuse him. He's kind of a handyman I keep on staff. Uh-huh. Yeah, sure. Well, um, we'll be going, Holt. Glad you came by, Marshal. Yeah. You're, uh... You're not going to do anything about General Smith? I don't know. But don't you do anything about him. Come on, sir. Yes, sir. Oh, what do you think, Mr. Dillon? He don't seem too bad to me. Outside being kindly short-tempered, I went out and fellow walked in. You know who that fellow was, Chester? No, sir. His name's Ed Nash. He's a hired gunman from up north. Tell Mr. Botkin, hello, for me. Yeah, well, back safe and sound. How are you, Mr. Botkin? Well, can't complain. Sit down, Marshal, sit down. Ah, you're not even complaining about your competition down the street? Holt's bank? Not at all. Dodge needs another bank, Marshal. Oh, is that so? Certainly is. Now I'll be able to spend more time in the land business. And that's where I'm needed. Uh, tell me something, Mr. Botkin. Do you know anything about Drew Holt? Well, he came to see me the first day he got here, Marshal. Showed me his credentials and his charter. Perfectly sound man. Uh-huh. But a man could fake credentials, couldn't he? Oh, come now, Marshal. You've been listening to that crazy old General Smith. Now, you think he's lying, huh? Old fool lies about everything. He told me he fought under Zachary Taylor in the Black Hawk War, and that the last time he saw Taylor was at Harper's Ferry. What do you think of that? Well, it had been some 10 years after Taylor died. Just about. And you can be sure he's lying about Drew Holt, too. I hope you're right. You bet I am. And don't forget what I said. We need that bank. We need it bad. It's going to mean a lot to the whole country around here. We can see. Okay, Mr. Bucket, I'll wait. Haven't seen General Smith around tonight, have you? He's usually here about this time. You going to do something about him, Matt? Not much I can do, except to tell him to quit talking. Well, if he's got any proof about this, he ought to bring it out. As far as I can tell, he just says Holt's a thief and expects everybody to believe him. You know, I'm finding out General Smith's something of a liar, kitty. Like he's coming here on the train. He didn't come on the train. He came on the stage. The driver himself told me today. Now, why does he have to lie about that? Who cares? Beats me. That maybe I'll find out when Doc gets back from the country. What do you mean, Matt? General Smith said he was with a third Illinois cavalry. That's Doc's old outfit. Say now. That'll be interesting. Yeah, but I feel kind of uneasy about it. Why? Well, he's a liar, sure, but I'm not sold on this Drew Holt. He seems harmless enough. A man that hires a gunman like Ed Nash isn't as harmless as he might be, kitty. I didn't know Nash was a gunman. Well, he is. I seen him up north. He doesn't remember me, though. Well, what's Holt need of a man like that? Well, if you ask him, he'd probably say it was to protect his bank. Mr. Botkin doesn't have a gunman hanging around his bank. No, he doesn't. Well, there you are, Matt. The general's arrived. Yeah. Well, I better go talk to him. Get it over with. Come back later, Matt. Uh... Yeah, I'll try. Draw me a beer, Bertie. And I can drop a shot of good bourbon in it. Oh, well. Good evening, Marshal. Will you join me in a drink? No, thank you, General. I see the new bank is still open. When are you going to close it? I'm not going to. Are you shaking your duty, eh? No, not the way I figure it, sir. Drew Holt's credentials are good, according to Mr. Botkin. Nothing easier than that, especially for somebody as clever as Holt is. He's hired a gunman, General. It could be to take care of you. Take more than that to scare a man who stood before the batteries at Wicksburg. Have you ever faced great shot, Marshal? Look, General, your talk is hurting this town. Now, we need that bank. I was decorated by General Grant himself, Marshal, in person. Look, your talk can also hurt Botkin's bank. Now, people lose faith in a hurry when they get started. Now, you're not helping Dodge at all. But I helped win the war, Marshal. That's why they gave me a medal. Will you keep your voice down? Give it to me. Keep your voice down. Now, look, General, either you prove that Drew Holt is a thief, or you quit talking about him. Now, I mean it. I'm under fire, eh? Now, that's one way of putting it, General, but you come up with proof, or I'll run you out of Dodge. Oh, you'll get your proof soon enough, but it'll be too late, then. There's no use arguing about it. I've warned you. Now, next time, out you go. If they'd listened to me at Bull Run, there'd never have been no disaster. General, why don't... Now, what's the use? I've warned you. Now, you remember it. I'll do my duties, I see fit, Marshal. I always have. More coffee, man? No, no, thanks, eh? Now, look at that coffee. She made it black and heavy this morning. Well, you'd complain if it wasn't. Yes, I suppose it would. Oh, my, my, my. Delivering babies is some fine way to make a living. Now, what else would you use for an excuse to stay up all night, Doc? An excuse, listen. Well, I could always shine me up a tin star and sit around saloons waiting for dawn and acting like a killjoy. Yes, it doesn't look like work, but it is. Oh, now, just when I start a good row, you get serious on that. I'm sorry, Doc. I guess I'm in a bad mood this morning. Oh, what's the matter? General Parsley Smith? Yeah. You haven't told me anything about him. Well, I want to see him first. I want to talk to him. But you told him to lay off, man, so he probably will. Oh, yeah, sure. I bet he will. Oh, see, I hear Drew Holt bought himself a house out at the edge of town. Mm-hmm. Now, that doesn't sound like a man who's planning to run away. No, it doesn't. What are you doing? Oh, hello, Doc. How are you, Justin? General Smith's at it again. He's standing out there in front of Holt's bank yelling at everybody who goes in. He's telling them they might as well throw their money in the street and put it in there. He'll probably lay off, huh, Doc? Yeah, well, that's going to end that. All right. You can say hello to him before I run him out of town. See that? Look at that. See? He just talked that fellow out of going in there. Uh-huh. Well, he'll quit talking soon enough. Oh, he's seen you, Doc. Yeah. So he has. Doc Adams. Hello, Parsley. What are you doing in Dodge? I live here. What are you doing here? Well, I was on my way to Arizona. But I stopped here because I... Well, I guess you heard about Drew Holt and his bank. I thought I told you to lay off Holt, General. Well, I'm only doing my duty since you won't do yours, Marshall. You're a hard man to convince, aren't you? Well, I've already saved two men from losing their money today. Well, that's all you're going to save. You're through, General. I'm going to give you a little noon, and if I see you around after that, I'm going to lock you up. You mean that, don't you? I mean it. All right. I'll go. Now, wait a minute. Um, Doc. Yes? Did you ever hear of Drew Holt in the Army? That's the name he used, isn't it, General? Yes. I never heard of him. All right, General. Till noon. Noon. Goodbye, Doc. Thank you. Goodbye, Parsley. What was the thanks for, Doc? For keeping my mouth shut. How? Parsley Smith wasn't a general, Matt. He was the regimental butcher. The regimental butcher? He started out as a line sergeant, but they found out he'd lied about his past experience. He claimed he'd been an officer with General Scott in Mexico. It turned out he'd never been in any Army before. Well, he's through now. Now, if you're kind of sorry for him, Matt, he... he isn't a bad man. He isn't. And I sure hope I'm doing right. To the millions who smoke L&M. To the millions more who should try L&M. Here is your assurance. 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Chester came and woke me up about dawn. Seems there was a gun battle in progress down at the edge of town at Drew Holt's house. There he is, Mr. John, laying behind that barrel. Yeah. Go tell those sightseers to keep back, Chester. Yes, sir. That's where he's gone plum crazy. General, General Smith, it's Marshal Della. Now hold your fire. I'll come over there. Drew Holt's still alive, Marshal. But I shot that gunman in his. He's laying dead on the porch over there. I see him. There was gonna run off tonight. But I was standing guard. I stopped him. Give me your rifle, General. What for? I said to give it to me. You've been taken over? Yeah, I'm gonna take over. Okay. Here. Now you're shaking. You've been hit. Oh, no. That hole couldn't hit nothing. He kind of yelled once, though. I just might have a bullet in him. You better hope you haven't here. None enough trouble now. You still don't believe me, do you? Doesn't matter what I believe right now. You stay here, General. Marshal Dillon, I got the General's rifle. You can come out. You got it, Mr. Dillon. I heard him yell. Yeah. Go get General Smith, Chester. Bring him up to the house. Yes, sir. Hey, General, come here. You got me, Marshal. Smith winged me, but you did it. Yeah. I should have killed him a long time ago. I heard you ran him out of town. I thought we were safe. It sure was wrong. Wasn't I? He's dead, Mr. Dillon. He's dead. You were right, General. You did have a bullet of him. Look at all them bags by the door there, Marshal. But that's the money they was running off with. I don't suppose there's any use asking you how you really came to know about true hold, isn't it? I'm awful tired. Can I sit down in his chair? Go ahead. It's been a long night. I made that up about him being a spy. I thought you'd more likely believe that than what really happened. He was over in Abilene a few weeks back, Marshal. You know the Grant Hotel there? Yeah. No, I don't. Well, I had a room next to this hope fellow. That's how I come over here to flaunt in his business. You mean you heard him through the wall? Of course not. How could I? No, what happened was I used to sit there in the dark with my window open. And they'd set outside on a little balcony they had where they thought nobody could hear them. They didn't know I was anywhere around. Well, say no, that was smart. I was fooled and good. She did. Marshal. Here. General. Seems like he's fainted, Mr. Dillon. Look. Well, he's been shot. Yeah. Shot dead. Poor old fellow even lied about being hit. Goodness. But he sure wasn't lying about Rue Holt, was he? He knew about him. But we'll never know how. Well, he told us how he heard him and all. Yeah, but there was something wrong with that, Chester. What? The Grant Hotel burned down two years ago. And now our star? William Conrad. Thank you, George. You know what I like about L&M's is they're mild and mighty easy on the draw. 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